- Big Truck
- 7 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
I’m not a materialistic person. I’m not a high maintenance kinda girl. I’m lazy, laid back, take things as they come. My car is a dinky ’05 Chevy Cavalier which I’m not looking to trade in or upgrade until it’s dead in the water.
I have money. I have a good amount of money. Living at home with my parents post-graduation was one of the smartest things I’ve ever done. But just because I have money doesn’t mean I’m gonna go out and buy a Lexus (which is what my brother wants me to do). There’s nothing wrong with my car, and if something happens, I don’t need a freakin’ Lexus (though they’re nice!), I just need something to get me to and fro safely.
That’s not the point of this vent, though.
As I mentioned previously, I do write regularly in another blog. I write about my mundane day-to-day activities, I write about me and Mr. BT. I’ve been writing there for something like 7 years now. The people who follow me regularly on that site are considered my friends. I value their opinions, I love hearing feedback from them, and they know WAY more about me than anyone really should lol.
But as Mr. BT and I have been searching for engagement rings and I’ve been frustrated and all that, I’ve been expressing that in my other blog. Most of my friends supported me, told me to be patient and keep searching.
A few of them, however, made a big stink. Mostly comments like, “Why is a ring so important to you? What’s the big deal? It shouldn’t matter what it looks like.”
Like I said, I’m not materialistic. On any given day, I don’t care about jewelry or high end products or anything like that. But for some reason, I’ve always wanted a beautiful engagement ring.
I’ve said it before, if Mr. BT proposed with a crackerjack box ring, I’d say yes. I know he loves me, and I certainly love him. The size/price of the ring doesn’t HONESTLY matter to me. BUT… it matters to Mr. BT, I kid you not.
Since we’ve started this process, he’s told me he saved up so I can get a beautiful ring, whatever I want. He’s said he’s proud of me and wants to get me something that I’ll love to wear. I love him even more for this, as I’ve quickly found out I have expensive taste in e-rings lol.
So I’ve been searching for what I truly love, and found a ring that is exactly what I want. So when I excitedly blogged about it on my other site, people got offended! I found myself trying to justify WHY I loved the ring, WHY Mr. BT insists on getting me something nice. And the readers of mine respond with things like, “It’s only a ring, his love for you should matter more than what the ring looks like.”
What the hell??? I’m not TELLING Mr. BT that he has to spend his life savings on my ring, in fact, the ring I want is much lower than his budget limit. He told me to get whatever I want. If I’d fallen in love with a simple solitaire ring, he’d buy it for me. BUT, I like a little more detail than that, and since he’s pretty much given me free reign, I found something I love, something I literally CANNOT wait to wear for the rest of my life (sometimes at work, I sit and stare at my ring finger and envision my e-ring on it lol…. what a creep!). Is that a crime?!
So I’m tired of trying to justify why it was hard to find a ring, why it matters. What matters is that Mr. BT and I love each other and we’re ready to start our lives together. The ring doesn’t matter, but since it was pretty much left to me to find the ring I wanted (which was stressful enough), it mattered when I found it. That was an amazing moment. And if my “friends” can’t understand that, then they just have to deal with it.
Anyone else have similar tales of woe? I feel like my friends are judging me and calling me materialistic. Kinda bums me out